Alison crossed her arms. Looking from one woman to the other, she said, “Now I don’t expect us to become intimate friends, but we had better becom... good friends.”“You’re serious,” Ann said while trying to process what Alison had said to them.Sally had recognized what Alison had said about everyone being responsible for their own happiness. It was the kind of thing that Dan often said to them.Sally said, “She’s right.”“What do we do now?” Ann asked.Alison grinned and looked down at the water. He didn’t make any changes at that point, but he had it to work with later. When he finished, he spent the next couple of hours doing research concerning the Apache.What he found turned his stomach and broke his heart. Sometime after midnight, Hawk shut down the computer. He took his medicine and cuddled with Brenda in the bed. Unfortunately, he had a very fitful night of sleep, as it seemed as if he had nightmares of every atrocity he’d found. It was like he was personally experiencing the. .. of blonde hair had appeared at the top ofmy head. Donna was right, I was definitely looking younger. Maybeeven, smaller? Was that possible? I started to button up my shirt,but my fingers fumbled. Something wasn't right. The buttons werewrong. On the wrong side.This was Donna's shirt. How was Donna's shirt managing to fit aroundmy frame? I was definitely getting smaller.-May 28thWhy did I keep my razor on the top shelf of the medicine cabinet? Ihad to stretch on my toes to reach it,. Talking about her, she was fair and figure with a 36- 28- 34. I used to slowly move my hands over her melons when she was asleep. Maybe she wanted me to do that and ignored what I did, but my dick got hard every single time which should have definitely felt as I used to push my dick hard to her every time. I used to smell her arms and armpits(my fetish), kiss her neck and lick it unknowingly, feel for her ass and touch her butt creek which was deep and lovely. I also used to massage her feet.